Vesla's grip on Zaeya's hair tightens as she picks up the pace, forcing her head down harder and faster onto Byu's thick shaft. Zaeya can barely keep up, her throat strained and eyes wide with desperation as Vesla uses her like a toy, guiding her up and down in a relentless rhythm. Spit drips from Zaeya's lips, coating Byu's cock as it plunges deep into her throat, her moans barely audible over the wet, obscene sounds filling the room.
"Good girl," Vesla purrs, her voice low and commanding as she pushes Zaeya's head down until her nose presses against Byu's pelvis. Zaeya gags, her throat convulsing around him as she struggles to breathe, but Vesla doesn't relent. She keeps her there for a long moment, savoring the way Zaeya's body trembles, completely at her mercy.
Byu groans, his hips twitching as Zaeya's warm, tight throat squeezes him, sending waves of intense pleasure surging through him. His fingers grip the sheets, his breath ragged as Vesla continues to move Zaeya's head like a rag doll, pushing and pulling with a steady, punishing rhythm that has him teetering on the edge of release.
Zaeya tries to pull back for air, her chest heaving, but Vesla won't let her. She pushes her down again, forcing her to take Byu even deeper. Tears stream down Zaeya's flushed cheeks as she chokes on his cock, her throat clenching around him, but the mixture of pain and pleasure only seems to make Vesla's grin grow wider.
"He's close," Vesla whispers, her voice dripping with wicked satisfaction. She strokes Byu's cock with Zaeya's lips, moving her head up and down in short, sharp motions that leave her gagging and gasping for air. "He's going to explode any second."
Byu's body stiffens, his moans deep and guttural as he approaches the brink of release. Vesla feels the tension building, and just as Byu is about to tip over the edge, she pulls Zaeya's head away with a sharp tug. Zaeya gasps, spit and saliva glistening on her lips as she's yanked back, her eyes wide with shock and need. Vesla holds her in place, tilting her face upward to face Byu's throbbing, pulsating cock.
"Now," Vesla commands, her hand gripping Zaeya's hair tightly as she forces her to watch.
Byu's body convulses, his groans turning into a low growl as he finally loses control. Thick ropes of hot cum erupt from him, splattering across Zaeya's flushed face. The first shot lands on her lips, the warm liquid dripping down her chin, followed by more, streaking across her cheeks and forehead, painting her in a mess of lust. Zaeya's eyes flutter shut, her breath coming in soft, broken gasps as she feels the heat of Byu's release coating her skin.
Vesla's hand remains firm in Zaeya's hair, holding her in place as Byu's cum continues to rain down on her. She looks down at the mess with a smirk, her fingers lightly caressing Zaeya's drenched face as if admiring her handiwork. "Look at you," she murmurs, her voice thick with satisfaction. "Such a good little slut, aren't you?"
Zaeya's breath hitches, her tongue darting out to lick some of the cum from her lips, her eyes still glazed with need as she stares up at Vesla, awaiting her next command.
Zaeya kneels on the bed, her face still glistening with Byu's cum, her breath shallow and ragged as she tries to steady herself. Her chest rises and falls in quick, desperate gasps, but something else has taken over her—a deep, aching need that pulses through her body, burning in her core. She shifts slightly, her thighs pressing together, trying to stifle the heat radiating from between her legs, but it's no use.
Vesla notices instantly, her sharp gaze flicking down to where Zaeya's hips shift restlessly. A wicked smile curves on her lips as she reaches down, slipping a hand between Zaeya's trembling thighs. Her fingers brush against the soaked fabric of Zaeya's panties, and she chuckles darkly.
"Oh, you're absolutely dripping," Vesla purrs, her fingers pressing against Zaeya's soaked entrance. Zaeya gasps, her whole body jerking as Vesla teases her, rubbing her fingers slowly, drawing out her arousal. "I knew you couldn't handle it. All that cock in your mouth, and now you're desperate to have it somewhere else, aren't you?"
Zaeya's face flushes even deeper, her breath catching in her throat as Vesla's fingers continue their torturous, teasing strokes. She wants it—needs it—but she's too shy to admit it.
"N-no, I—" Zaeya begins to protest, but her voice is weak, betraying her true desire. Vesla smirks, slipping her fingers beneath Zaeya's panties, sliding along her slick folds.
"Don't lie to me," Vesla says softly, her voice a seductive whisper. "You're soaking wet for him. You want to feel that thick cock stretching you open, don't you? Just say it."
Zaeya whimpers, her thighs parting instinctively as Vesla's fingers delve deeper, brushing against her swollen clit. Her body responds on its own, hips bucking slightly against Vesla's hand, seeking more friction, more pressure. She can't deny it any longer—the need coursing through her is unbearable.
"Yes," Zaeya finally gasps, her voice trembling. "I want it... I need it."
Vesla's smirk widens, her fingers retreating from Zaeya's soaked pussy as she guides her forward, positioning her in front of Byu. His cock, still slick with Zaeya's spit and his own release, twitches as Zaeya hesitantly straddles him, her eyes filled with a mixture of nervousness and raw, unfiltered lust.
"Go on," Vesla murmurs, her hands resting on Zaeya's hips, steadying her. "Take him. You've earned it."
Zaeya bites her lip, her heart racing as she hovers over Byu's cock, the tip brushing against her dripping entrance. She's nervous, her body trembling slightly, but the need to be filled overwhelms her hesitation. With a shaky breath, Zaeya lowers herself slowly, the head of Byu's cock pushing against her tight, wet opening.
She gasps as the tip slips inside her, stretching her inch by inch. Her walls clench around him, her body struggling to accommodate his size, but the pleasure is immediate and overwhelming. Zaeya's moans fill the room as she sinks down further, feeling every inch of Byu's thick shaft slide into her, her pussy soaking him as she takes him deeper.
Byu groans, his hands gripping Zaeya's hips as her tight, wet heat envelops him. She's impossibly tight, her pussy squeezing him with every movement, her arousal evident in the way her body trembles above him. Vesla watches with satisfaction, her hands still guiding Zaeya, encouraging her to take more.
"That's it," Vesla whispers, her voice like velvet as she leans in close to Zaeya's ear. "Feel him stretching you open, filling you completely. You're such a good little slut, aren't you? You were made for this."
Zaeya moans louder, her head falling back as she finally takes all of him inside her, her body shaking from the sheer intensity of the sensation. She pauses for a moment, her breath ragged, her pussy pulsing around Byu's cock as she adjusts to his size. Every nerve in her body is on fire, the pleasure so overwhelming it makes her dizzy.
Vesla's hands slide up Zaeya's sides, teasing her skin as she whispers in her ear, "Now, fuck him. Show him how much you want it."
Zaeya nods, her movements still tentative as she begins to lift her hips, only to slam them back down again, her pussy squeezing Byu's cock with each thrust. The sounds of their bodies meeting fill the room, wet and lewd, as Zaeya rides him, her moans growing louder with each movement. Her hands rest on Byu's chest, her nails digging into his skin as she loses herself in the pleasure, her body moving instinctively, driven by her desperate need.
Byu groans, his hips rising to meet her thrusts, his cock plunging deep into her with each motion. The heat, the tightness, the way her pussy clings to him—it's almost too much. Zaeya's body trembles as she bounces on his cock, her moans turning into breathless cries of pleasure, her mind completely lost in the ecstasy of being filled so completely.
Byu's hands tighten on Zaeya's hips, his grip firm as he feels her riding him, her body shivering with pleasure as his thick cock stretches her open. Her tight pussy clings to him, drenched and slick, and each time she slams down on him, he's buried deeper inside her. The heat between them is unbearable, the tension thick and electric, and Byu can barely hold back as Zaeya's moans grow louder, her voice breaking with raw need.
But it's not enough. Byu's control snaps.
With a low growl, he flips Zaeya onto her back in one swift motion, her eyes wide with surprise as he positions himself above her. She gasps, her body quivering in anticipation as he grabs her legs, spreading them wide, and thrusts into her with a brutal intensity that leaves her breathless. His cock drives deep inside her, filling her completely with every powerful stroke.
Zaeya's head falls back, her fingers clutching the sheets as Byu fucks her with reckless abandon, each thrust harder than the last. Her body shakes, her back arching off the bed as he slams into her, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside her that has her seeing stars. Her moans turn into cries, her voice trembling with desperation as pleasure overwhelms her senses.
"Oh fuck... Byu! Byu!" Zaeya's voice cracks, her eyes rolling back as she feels him pounding into her, every nerve in her body alight with ecstasy. The pleasure is too much—too intense—and she can barely think, her mind consumed by the primal need to be filled, to be his completely.
Byu's eyes lock onto her flushed, sweat-slicked body, watching as she writhes beneath him, her pussy gripping his cock like a vice. Her tightness, the way she reacts to every deep, hard thrust, drives him wild. His hips move faster, harder, the sound of their bodies colliding filling the room as he takes her with feral, relentless hunger.
Zaeya's voice breaks into a scream, her nails clawing at his chest as she feels herself teetering on the edge of pure madness. The sensation of his cock slamming into her, filling her over and over again, is more than she can handle. Her mind spins, and in that moment, something primal and raw takes over her.
"Byu!" she screams, her voice frantic, her words spilling out before she can stop herself. "Fuck! Get me pregnant! Please, Byu! Fill me—make me yours! I want it so bad... I need it... Please!"
Her desperate cries send a jolt of heat through Byu's body, her pleading words cutting through the haze of his lust. Hearing Zaeya beg for him like that, screaming for him to fill her, to breed her, makes his cock throb with unbearable pressure. His mind snaps as her words sink in, the thought of claiming her, marking her in the most primal way, pushes him to the brink.
With a guttural groan, Byu slams into her one last time, burying himself as deep inside her as he can. His body tenses, and in that moment, he loses control completely. He feels the flood of pleasure building, unstoppable, as his cock pulses inside her, his thick, hot cum shooting deep into her womb.
Zaeya moans louder, her back arching off the bed as she feels him filling her, the warmth spreading through her core. The sensation of him cumming deep inside her sends her over the edge, her own orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave. Her pussy clenches around him, milking every last drop from his cock as her body shudders violently beneath him.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck, Byu!" Zaeya screams, her voice raw as she feels him emptying inside her, her body trembling uncontrollably from the intensity of her release. The pleasure is so overwhelming, so all-consuming, that she can't think, can't speak—all she can do is ride the wave of ecstasy crashing through her as Byu claims her completely.
Byu collapses onto her, his chest heaving as the last pulses of his orgasm fade, his cock still buried deep inside her, both of them tangled in the heat and sweat of their passion. Zaeya's body remains limp beneath him, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the aftershocks of her orgasm leave her trembling.
Her eyes flutter open, dazed and glazed with satisfaction, her body filled with his seed, the lingering sensation of fullness making her hum with pleasure. She looks up at him, her lips parting in a soft, breathless smile, her mind blissfully lost in the haze of their shared ecstasy.